Forget me please,
And I'll soon forget you.
Forget the color of my eyes
Even when I remember yours.
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The Diary of a Fallen Girl
PoetryThere is no relief. Only love, And death. *** This is dedicated to everyone who has broken my heart before. Thank you. *** {Highest Ranking: #315 in poetry} {Trigger Warning}
freckles
Forget me please,
And I'll soon forget you.
Forget the color of my eyes
Even when I remember yours.
